#thats from the “I will love you letter”

[protectionsquad24601]

Lemony Snicket was canonically a cheerleader and I haven't seen a single person talk about it. The possibilities are delightful- Lemony saying cheesy rhymes in a deadpan voice?? Lemony in a cheerleader outfit in general?? Lemony getting tossed around by others more qualified to be a cheerleader?? Lemony who joined cheerleading simply because Beatrice was in soccer?

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

tired of not livin in my truth. soda would be enamored with hippies. that fucker would love a volksvan n to dick across the country with the dead heads n the cowboys. he would have taken his dumbass to Woodstock, smoked too much weed, kissed Steve on the mouth n then sworn the stuff off for good. (the weed. not the kissin Steve. he very much enjoys that.) he'd have the most busted up record player known to man. he'd wear flower crowns. he'd doesn't deserve to go to war n come back missin that part of him that fuckin glowed. sodapop curtis would have loved the hippies. n he would have hated that fuckin war for all he was worth.

[lovesickeros]

☆ de fontaine

{☆} characters furina {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings angst, suicidal thoughts, hurt / no comfort {☆} word count 1.4k

This wasn't fair. This wasn't fair. This wasn't fair!

She thought, for one moment, she could put the mask down and breathe – for one moment of daydreaming, she thought she could just be Furina. She thought she would finally get to live the live she should've had in the first place, the life she threw away to play God to an audience who saw her as nothing but a circus animal, dancing to their whims. Furina just wanted to be selfish for one brief and fleeting moment..and it was gone before she could even grasp it in her hand. A comet soaring past far out of her reach.

She can barely keep her hands from violently shaking as she looks down at them – broken and bloody and more a corpse then a person – and she feels so numb she can't even feel the rain pelting against her back. None of this is fair, she wants to scream, why is it always me? But her voice is silent beneath the torrent of rain. She wonders if the ocean would take her if she sank into it's depths – just for a moment, she wonders how it would feel to finally be able to sleep at ease.

Furina is tired.

But Furina is nothing if not useful, isn't she?

So she forces her feet to move, dragging against the stone beneath her heels, and drags their bloodied body into the nearest empty building, letting the rain do the work of washing away the smeared blood following her path. The smell makes her feel sick, the feeling of it sticking to her hands and gloves makes her lightheaded, but she persists. Because Furina is useful, because Furina won't let them die out in the rain, because Furina won't stand by and just let them rot on the streets like some..pest.

Furina wants to go home. She wants to sleep and she isn't she if she wants to wake up, this time. But she keeps going anyway.

Because it's all she's ever done, and the habit sticks.

An Archon she may not be, not anymore, but the expectations of five hundred years still linger like eyes on the inside of her skull. They watch her, pry and prod at her thoughts, mocking laughter and judging eyes following her as she forces herself to dance to the song they weave with glee. Furina never stepped off that stage – she's still there, she thinks, watching the crowd stare at her in disdain as the curtain call looms above her like a guillotine. She still hears Neuvillette deliver her damnation and salvation with a trembling voice, still feels her hair stand on end when electro crackled like the crack of the whip, Clorinde's blade aimed at her like a loaded gun.

She's trapped on that stage and she never left, not really.

She hates it. She thinks she hates them, but it's not their fault. They didn't ask for this, didn't ask for everyone to turn against them, didn't ask for her to save them. Neither did she..yet here they are, she thinks.

She tries to tell herself she's in control this time, though. She can stop performing her part in this horrible, bloody play any time she wants. It makes her feel better, just for a little while, if she convinces herself she's still Furina, painfully human.

And Furina has always been good at lying.

It's the believing that's the hard part.

There isn't time for her to wallow in her own self pity, though. They're still bleeding out onto the dusty, creaky floorboards of some random, broken down house and she's just standing there as the blood stains the wood. She can fix it – she's good at fixing things. She's done nothing but fix things – try to, anyway – for five hundred years. She can fix a little wound, how hard could it be? Her hands are clenched so tight they ache as she kneels down, wincing at the creak of the floorboards beneath her heels– she hesitates just long enough to wonder if she's making a mistake before she peels away just enough of the outer layer of their clothes to see the deep, bloody gash across their chest. She tries not to think about it – it's deep, too deep, and she feels dizzy just looking at it, but she's handled worse, right?

Furina can fix it. That's what she's good at.

She doesn't feel so confident when she tries to wrack her brain for..something. Five hundred years, and a little wound stumps her? No, she had to have learned something, right? She's decidedly not trying to buy time because she's panicking, parsing through hundreds of years of memories like flipping through a book. Furina isn't made for this, not really – she's running on nothing but adrenaline and she's really not sure what she's doing, but she's trying. And just like before, it won't be enough, will it?

She'll fall short again – she'll be too late to fix it before she's alone again.

Furina was an Archon..used to be. What use would she have for that sort of knowledge? Which makes her predicament all the more harrowing and bleak. What was she supposed to do?

Furina had heard it first hand, that vitriol in Neuvillette's voice. She isn't sure she's ever heard him that..angry before. She's not sure he would listen to her if she tried, either. And that scares her more then anything. All of Fontaine was up in arms about this..imposter, yet here she was, staring down at them bleeding out in front of her, and she was trying to save them.

Why? Why is she throwing away her only chance at normalcy for a fraud? Why didn't she just turn them in?

They were dying – that should've been a good thing, shouldn't it? So why didn't it feel like it?

"Why you?" Her voice breaks as she speaks in harsh tones, grabbing the front of their shirt in trembling, bloodied hands. "Why now?" She wants to scream, to demand answers they can't give, to claw back the reprieve she was promised after five hundred years of agony..and all she can do is sob into their chest, pleading for an answer that will not come. "Why me?"

Silence is their answer, and it hangs heavy on her trembling shoulders as she cries.

Of course they don't, she thinks bitterly, no one has ever answered her pleas spoken in hushed sobs. Not her other self and certainly not them.

Furina has always been alone. Furina will always be alone.

Because Furina never left that stage, never left that moment when she looked at herself in the mirror and took up a mantle too heavy for her to bear. She always finds her way back eventually. There's no one on the other side anymore – she stands alone on a stage, waiting for an inevitable end she isn't sure will come.

"Please," She pleads through tears and choked sobs, clinging to them like they are all that keeps her from sinking. "Please don't leave me, too." The words burn on her tongue – how pathetic is she that she craves companionship from the bloodied body of the imposter? Perhaps she's truly lost her mind after all these years..perhaps she's finally gone mad. She must have.

But their presence is like the first feeling of gentle warmth upon her skin as the sun crests the horizon, like the gentle lap of tides along her heels, the sway of branches and leaves as the wind blows through them like an instrument all it's own. They are the soothing sound of rain against the window as she watches the dreary skies in fond longing, the first bloom of spring as color blooms upon the landscape like paint had been spilled across the hills and valleys.

They are like the faint spark she carefully nurtures and stokes, so fragile even the smallest wind could blow it out like a candle. She cradles it within her palms, pleads with whoever will listen – prays that someone finally listens, because if not for her, then for them.

She's failed to protect too much already, let too many people with so much trust in her fall between the cracks of her fingers like grains of sand. She won't let them go – she can't.

If nothing else, if she couldn't be saved when she begged for salvation from that five hundred year long agony, even if she never got that chance..

Furina will make sure they do.

[gavv-hannah]

I landed here, but I liked your Gavv and Kuon/Hoeru arts 🫶🫶.

🥺 thank you thank youuu!! that rlly means a lot T_T)❤️! your kind words + the nice things ive read in other people's tags are so motivating huhu... hope to draw them even more (and other characters too. especially gozyu eagle!!)

[helluvahotmess]

'I want you to continue to be who you are.' what if i fucking died what then

[aryomengrande]

the tiger of the west junior high has reached his destination ! this apt will host karaoke and movie marathons—all for yuji and his favorite girl, jay ! thank you for stopping by at the apt, @itadoreyu ! come see us again in the future ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

rara's favorite random game | © aryomengrande 2023

…but wait ! these guests have arrived on an important day for the host ! taylor swift, who has been a great influence to her craft, celebrates her 35th birthday today ! upholding swiftie tradition, she’s handing out a bunch of friendship bracelets, made specially for yuji and jay ♡

to me fearless isn't not having fears, it's not that you're not afraid of anything. i think that being fearless is having a lot of fears, but you jump anyway. - taylor swift

[faunandfloraas]

Look at all these boys Taylor @linoyes sent 🥹🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

Also how did you access my tumblr drafts 🔎

[asexualbookbird]

I've been looking for enamel pins, are there any artists you'd recommend?

GASP YEAH

Admittedly, I haven't bought any enamel pins in a hot second BUT STILL! I HAVE ARTISTS SAVED!!!!

every time artoftangmo has released the angel sets, I've backed the whole thing lol (reasons why I haven't bought pins in a while,) they're SO GOOD and right up my aesthetic. The mertal choices. The simple details. The wings. ten out of TANGMO!

Alum & Ink has. So many choices. Of all sorts of different techniques. I have the star chart pin and IT SPINS!!!!! IT'S A WORKING STAR CHART!!!! ON A PIN!!!!!! They have great examples of clear enamel usage, great soft enamel designs (so many pin sellers use a soft enamel pin as a cheaper way to make their designs that SHOULD be hard enamel and it just. Doesn't work.) that I actually like to look at lol Dangly charms pins?? Playing with different metals and line widths. So amazing. How do they do it all. Looking at their shop, they've added a lot of new designs too.....

Shattered Earth is who I first think of when I think of clear enamel because of their stained glass pins! I have the terrarium D20 pin and it's so pretty!!!! My fave pin from them is Bell Goose, from Untitled Goose Game. It's put away right now but IT DINGS! Fantastic design.

thisishannako doesn't look like they're very active online anymore and their shop is closed :( but I can't NOT mention the artist that got me obsessed with pins. I belonged to their pin club on patreon until they shut down the teir (understandably; they got a great job and couldn't keep up with monthly pin design and production I'm so happy for them!!!!) THE WHALES! THE CLOWN! THE GLOW IN THE DARK CLEAR GHOST FRAME! MOTHMANS! My fave designer of soft enamel pins. Hannako GETS IT! I should dig out the kitsune mask pins, matte black and white metal (depending on which you bought) with the soft enamel making up the details???? chefs kiss

MidnightZone did one of my FAVORITE pin kickstarters, Take This, Travelers, a set of d&d weapons in pin form. I got the bow, the violin, and the rapier. The soft enamel and thick copper metal is PEAK design.

Coey and Shy have great.....I wouldn't call them creepy but they advertise a few of their designs as "occult", They pop up at cons in my area, and I always have to check them out. I thought they were one of the artists that did the pride collar pins but they're not on the shop? Luckily Jackal & Hare also does them, mine are put away so I'm not sure which artist I have lol

Did you know you can make pins out of WOOD?? mittiepaul has a wooden worm on a string pin. just saying. they're one of the many artists I miss from twitter lololol lots of cryptids.

and of course, mayticks, for all your bot and locked tomb pin needs. I really love the murderbot pin, I love how the metal matches the enamel just enough that you have to catch the light to see all of it. Bot would love that. Do not perceive it.

[mcmadcanvas]

me watching reanimator: great movie! not too sure where all the shipping art comes from tho...

me watching bride of reanimator: ah, i see

[seaofreverie]

So I'm currently attending this digital drawing course and at the end of it we're supposed to make a short comic or something similar and of course I can't just do something normal with a real plot and characters and a story that you can explain simply but rather use this as an opportunity to get myself to work on my 2 months old animal crossing comic idea, which was the best way I could come up with of showing the very funny and fortunate event of me meeting several of the most popular villagers in the game on my island without needing to put any effort on my part into making that happen. So now I have the sketch of that comic done and trying to explain the "plot" of this plotless joke comic to my tutor, who I learned is NOT familiar with the game, was quite a challenge, and at the heart of this problem lies the fact that it's not possible to just explain the Raymond hysteria of 2020 in a couple of minutes and make it make sense to someone who has no idea what it was all about and just how big the scale of that whole phenomenon was

[artinandwritin]

December 28th, 2024 marked five (5!!!) years since I created my beloved baby girl Siri!! And man. Manmanmanman. Yeah.

That's a little bit insane.

So first off, yippee, and second off, i got nostalgic and decided to dig up some of the first art i did of my baby back in december 2019. So now yall get to suffer as i show my old art >:)

First off, my first Siri drawing ever!! She used to look a whole lot different and had a different birthday (and yes her hair was already blonde i just. Didnt have a great blonde marker at 16 lmao)

In january 2020 gussiri became a thing because i thought their personalities would fit together. Oh jolly. What a good thing for all of us (i cant escape them)

Early 2020 digital siri art... save me early 2020 digital siri art... (oh and also gussiri who. Still have this STUPID fucking dynamic. I love them so much)

This is when people realised Siri was in fact. Blonde (lmao) (also i got dared to draw these two singing high school musical)

This is where i learned how to draw chins (surprisingly hard task i do not recommand) and baby girl got a new outfit!!!! Byebye sad greys hello pastels (i actually still really like this outfit on Siri tbh)

She went through so. So manu outfits. And i think i had entered art school by the time i drew this??? So i mustve drawn this in 2022

And!!! Now we're here (with some missed steps inbetween cuz tumblr. Only allows me to post 10 photos >:( )

And yknow i think its pretty fun this lil character has stuck with me throughout the last five years!! Shes really seen me through high school and college and hardships alike and has grown with me as my artskills and writing got better

I love Siri and everything she stands for to me, as her creator, so much, like,,, the idea that i have this character that grew up beside me and developed herself the more i drew her and the more i noted down about her is actually so insane

I dunno if i should thank a character for existing, but if theres any character id like to thank it would be this gal. For being a constant and a developing concept at the same time <333

[waffliesinyoface]

its always funny to me when people mention the protagonist of PLA "going home" after their arceus-assigned-duty is complete.

don't you get it?

Jubilife City is your home now.

[zephyrsobsessions]

My first anon hate and it's over my handwriting?? LMAO?? I've literally never been more secure and happy in the way I write, it brings me joy to see how silly and whimsical my biology notes look! I kid you not, I literally took a slow day in my art history class to pick out which upper and lowercase letters are my favorite to write and then just... did it!

Not only is it aesthetically pleasing to me, it also helps me stop mixing up certain letters! All my life I've struggled with switching up lowercase letters like b and d, so by capitalizing one, I'm able to stop that!

And even if I had literally no reason to do it, who cares how other people write? This is such a strange thing to get pissy about? If you wanna be mad at me, pick a better reason than my handwriting LMAO

[fluxedbuds]

*twirls hair* tell us about daylight owl

it's an old minecraft rp series that starts off as like, your classic 'i found herobrine!!! (REAL)' type thing, but then shifts to be fully in-game with little to no reference to it Being a game. theres npcs with dialogue, and i mean like fully npcs, theres no other players involved as far as I know

The main focus of the story is these two dipshits brothers accidentally unearth a demon and it immediately causes mass chaos. It's pretty high-fantasy lorewise, with elves and dwarves and such. Prophecies. Ghosts. yknow

actually getting into why im still kind of insane abt it would require spoiling. basically everything lmao. but a large part of it is there's some secondary characters I find really compelling, and the relation the brothers have to the world itself is surprisingly complicated. it DOES feature some very heavy 'good vs evil, black & white' type themes, but taking that apart is something I find fun to do, and it fits pretty naturally into the story itself (although I suspect that was on accident)

Fair warning though, the finale is. Bad. It's so bad that it made me rewrite the entire ending. Like, its kind of insulting how bad it tanks itself at the very last second. I admire the dedication to finishing it even after literal years of delay, but it also means I can't recommend the series in good faith without adding a disclaimer like this, so

[ninashiki]

Yeah actually I'm a little annoyed by that vampire video it's not even that wrong it just doesn't make sense to me...(Person who has read numerous academic publications on vampires for fun).

[dayurno]

pacing around my room motioning widely towards my pinboard and when you look at it its just this chart of me trying to figure out the kerejean dynamics of the fic im planning